as indestructible.

Thanksgiving is over and now Christmas can begin!

But really, yesterday was amazing. So much fun and family and food. When we got home I actually almost fell into a food coma.

When I woke up this morning though, I became starkly aware of something:

The next two weeks are going to be hell.

This next week back is hell week and I have a lot of exams and a research paper due. I fly back from California on Saturday night and then all of Sunday will be spent studying and writing and completing assignments.

Then, the following week is finals. A few of my finals shouldn’t be too difficult to study for, but Genetics… Ooh Genetics is going to be a nightmare. Honestly, I might drop off the grid for a little while in the next 14 days.

Regardless, there’s one thing that I’ve been focusing on prioritizing:

This is just a small fraction of life. All of these assignments and exams are important, and I get that, but so am I and so are you.

When it starts to feel like a grade is going to become a part of who you are, a defining feature of your entire self, that’s when school becomes a problem.

I’ve played that game before and I always end of feeling terrible, so that’s not going to happen this time around.

So, dear reader, if you are a college student preparing to enter into the last few weeks of school, this is a message to you as much as it is to myself:

You are more than this. And you can do this. If life were an hourglass, this is but a grain of sand. Life will continue on no matter what happens. The people that surround you will continue to care deeply about you, no matter your GPA or final grade. You deserve sleep and time with friends and to laugh and relax. You owe it to yourself to be productive in school and in your own life.

Life will hit you with a bunch of stuff, most of which is entirely out of your control. What you do own in your reactions.

Will you let this take you down or build you up?

Will you die in the fire or be born from it?

That’s all your choice.

So for the next 14 days, for the rest of your life, own your reactions and your story. And remember that the best is both happening and yet to come.

Keep your head up. Work hard. Live fully.

I believe in you. Power on.



“Those awful things are survivable because we are as indestructible as we believe ourselves to be.”



Scribbled down in Cherrywood last night while being very distracted from the research paper I should’ve been writing.

Nonetheless, HOLLA BLESS the truth it contains.

Happy Tuesday!


for one day

Here’s what I think. I think that for one day, at least one single day, you should give up any insecurity or inhibition or fear that has convinced you that being kind and honest and real is uncool or stupid or weak.

24 hours is all I ask. 24 hours of listening a little bit harder and really hearing what someone has to tell you.

A time for taking the effort to empathize. A time for allowing yourself to feel whatever it is that you’ve been so afraid to. To feel what you need to.

Just try, for that one day, to leave the world a better place when you go to sleep than when you woke up.

“You will learn a lot about yourself if you stretch in the direction of goodness, of bigness, of kindness, of forgiveness, of emotional bravery. Be a warrior for love.”



reminder 11/20

Happy Friday!

This was rolling around in my mind, so here’s a friendly Friday reminder:

Nothing is falling apart. It’s actually all falling together.

I hope that today you will treat yo self and that you’ll take a moment to remember how gloriously alive you are.

It’s a beautiful day and a beautiful life and we are surrounded by beautiful people.

Throw kindness around like confetti today.




600 calories. 3 days.

For three days this week, all I ate each day was a cup of black beans and a cup of white rice. This came to roughly 200 calories a day.

Why? Well, in areas of the world where hunger is most prevalent, dietary staples are heavily just beans and rice. Not only are the food selections limited due to agricultural production, but food is typically very expensive as well.

Approximately 1 billion people in the world wake up without a firm confidence of how much food they’ll actually be able to obtain that day.

I wanted to gain perspective. Hunger is something that we whine and complain about, but it isn’t something that most of us have lived with.

And by no means have I actually lived with it. I experienced three days of minimal calories and nutrition, but I started off in an extremely well-fed state and I had unlimited access to clean drinking water. Nonetheless, there were something that I noticed:

  • Most of the people I told showed concern. Endlessly I heard about how it seemed unnecessary or unsafe to dramatically reduce calories. In such an athletic state I should be consuming a lot and to cut down on that was unhealthy. And that the nutritional content of beans and rice was not very impressive and that could be bad for me.

Hold up. EXACTLY. Now imagine if all these people were feeling that way about the huge population that has to live that way their entire lives. What a different world we could live in!

  • I was really tired. I slept 10-12 hours each night. And I fell asleep at a few tables on campus. Walking up a set of stairs wore me out. Keeping my arms up to wash my hair was exhausting. Picking up my backpack felt like a strength workout. Walking at a slow and steady pace was easy for me to handle, but it did always seem like my heart rate picked up a little.
  • Staying hydrated was harder than I had expected. My hunger cues disappeared pretty quickly once my body realized that I wasn’t listening to them anyway. I reached a point that I didn’t want to put anything into my mouth because it just felt sad to me. I forced myself to drink a lot of water, but even then, it felt odd to drink without combining it with a solid food.
  • My body adjusted pretty well by the 3rd day. I was still exhausted and my hunger came back pretty strong, but for the most part I think I was more mentally alert.
  • My head was almost always spinning. And on the second day I was taking notes in Genetics when I just had to put my pen down because I didn’t have the energy to take notes quickly enough.

Ultimately, I am really glad I did it. And I am so glad that I do have the resources to now replenish my depleted glycogen stores and to catch up on nutrient intake. But so many people don’t.

I don’t really ever have the words to express how I feel about hunger in the world. And about the devastating rates of malnutrition and starvation-related deaths in the world. I can’t explain why I feel so deeply and strongly about people. I also sometimes struggle with understanding why other people don’t care as much as I do. About nutrition or people or anything, for that matter.

I have to fight off the overwhelming urge to shake someone and say “look at all the amazing things we humans can do! look at how we can change the world! look at how we can love others so much!”

I have a hard time finding words and fighting off feelings, but there is one thing that I can confidently say and will spend my whole life dedicated to.

I want to end world hunger.

We will end world hunger.

And if I had a penny for every time someone has told me “good luck with that” then I’d use the money to start school feeding projects around the globe.

But guys, this is something that we can do. I believe that wholeheartedly.

And talking about it makes me more and more fired up, so if you ever want to see me at my prime then just get me talking about it.

I will work until I put myself out of a job. I will fight until health is a guaranteed human right.

We’re all human. We’re all in this together.

“We’re all just walking each other home.”

(And also your random motivational picture for the days because it is entirely YES. And you, dear blog reader, are beautiful in what you are and I appreciate and love you for that!)








catch up

All I’ve been wanting to do all day is call someone up and have a really good conversation. You know, in person would work too, but I just really really want to talk.

How’s your day?

What are your plans for the weekend?

Have you learned anything new and incredible recently?

What’s your favorite story?

I want to know all of these things and more!

I really have no idea why, but I do love people and getting to know them.

So let’s catch up!

My favorite question of all time is: “What are your hopes and dreams?”

Let’s talk about that. Let’s talk about what matters.